Poems
The Long Road
Posted on Tuesday, March 3, 2026 at 8:45 AM
The Long Road Patience is a quiet thing, A whisper when the tempests ring, It does not rush, it does not flee, It simply waits, and lets things be. Like autumn leaves that gently fall, Or rivers carving through stone wall, It breathes instead of holding tight, And trusts the timing of the light. The farmer waits for rain to come, The sailor waits for stars to stun, The mother waits through sleepless nights, For dawn to break with softer lights.